Li Xiake had only mentioned Lin Xuan out of passing emotion, unable to stand Lu Zhantian's arrogant, self-proclaimed supremacy.
He had not expected Lin Xuan to have already finished imparting the Dao and arrived behind him.
He hurriedly turned around and bowed.
"Greetings, Sir!"
With him taking the lead, the more than a hundred thousand cultivators from the Central Divine Continent present also hurriedly bowed.
"Greetings, Your Excellency Emperor Consort!"
Quite a few among them had witnessed Lin Xuan's various extraordinary feats.
Thus, their words were exceedingly respectful, and their voices surged like a mighty tide.
High in the sky, the heaven-piercing sword light beneath Lu Zhantian's feet instantly dimmed considerably.
Though he had no eyeballs, he could still clearly see Lin Xuan's peerless elegance. Faced with Lin Xuan's imposing aura, reverence rose in his heart.
Li Xiake's earlier words still rang ceaselessly in Lu Zhantian's heart like the striking of bells and drums.
"The Emperor Consort of the Northern Profound Heaven is also a Sword Immortal..."
Lu Zhantian knew that since Li Xiake had said so, Lin Xuan was undoubtedly a Sword Immortal.
Coupled with Lin Xuan's extraordinary bearing and his status as the Empress's husband, Lu Zhantian felt that Lin Xuan was worthy of such strength.
Then the problem arose.
He had already defeated Taibai Sword Immortal Yuan Taibai. By all rights, at this very moment, he could declare himself the only Sword Immortal of the Azure Dragon Continent.
Yet Lin Xuan, this Sword Immortal, stood upon the land of the Azure Dragon Continent.
If he made such a declaration, he would be disregarding Lin Xuan entirely. That would be no different from openly provoking him.
So should he turn around and leave now, pretending none of this had happened?
Or should he cross this obstacle called Lin